| Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Ain’t nothing wrong, no, we’re just rolling along
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| Living the high life, yeah
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| Living the high life
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| Let me paint this picture for ya, small town on a Friday night
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| Football and a Facebook party, one post tell everybody
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| Win or lose, we’re still gonna crank it
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| Mix it up, I bet we drink it,
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| Don’t worry, know what we doin'
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| Head home when the sun starts moving
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| No sleep gotta get to work quick
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| Good Lord that girl was worth it
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| That kiss sure had me buzzin'
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| That kiss got my boss cussin'
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| It’s alright, I’ma get this job one
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| Later on she’ll be riding shotgun
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| My life, high life is perfect,
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| My truck, my girl, all worth it
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| Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
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| Bass bumping, beat’s tight, everybody getting right
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| Hands in the air and we’re singing along
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| Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain’t stopping,
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| Tailgates dropping, this whole town’s rocking,
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| Yeah we’re feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Ain’t nothing wrong, no, we’re just rolling along
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| Living the high life
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| Saturday, on Friday repeat, meet everybody up in the town square
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| Gotta see where the party’s gonna be, sure hope Sara Beth’s gonna be there
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| Sheriff Thompson said Scott just got home, spent 18 months in Iraq
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| Gonna pick him up and get gone, gonna raise a little hell cause he’s back
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| You gotta make time for your friends, you gotta make time for your work
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| You gotta find a girl you can love, live life for all that it’s worth
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| Every day y’all, thank God for it, this life is such a blessing
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| Escape that concrete jungle, come see what y’all been missing
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| Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
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| Bass bumping, beat’s tight, everybody getting right
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| Hands in the air and we’re singing along
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| Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain’t stopping,
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| Tailgates dropping, this whole town’s rocking,
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| Yeah we’re feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Ain’t nothing wrong, no, we’re just rolling along
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| Living the high life
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| Sunday you gotta head to dinner, grandma done made them biscuits
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| Fried chicken that’s finger lickin', front porch little guitar pickin'
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| Sweet tea and apple pie, country girl by my side,
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| So right it can’t be wrong, wanna hear y’all sing along
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| Yeah we’re feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
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| Bass bumping, beat’s tight, everybody getting right
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| Hands in the air and we’re singing along
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| Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain’t stopping,
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| Tailgates dropping, this whole town’s rocking,
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| Yeah we’re feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
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| Ain’t nothing wrong, no, we’re just rolling along
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| Living the high life
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| Tailgates dropping, this whole town’s rocking
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| Living the high life
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| Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain’t stopping
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| Living the high life
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| Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
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| Living the high life
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| Hands in the air and we’re singing along
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| Living the high life |